Brain Storage Area ~
Readers of this novel, may you become rich, beautiful, and handsome!
Lin Xuan is dead.
He caught his wife, Qin Ruoyao, in bed with another man. They conspired to kill him, throwing his body into the river and staging it as a suicide.
Qin Ruoyao, panicking, presented his "suicide note" to the police.
Several boats were searching the river for Lin Xuan's body.
Due to the incorrect information provided by Qin Ruoyao, their efforts were doomed to fail.
Qin Ruoyao knelt by the riverbank, wailing inconsolably.
"Husband, don't die. Why would you be so desperate to end your life?"
"I don't blame you for not being able to make money or for losing your ability to have children. I don't blame you."
"Husband, don't die. Please come out, husband."
"Sob, sob, what will I do now that you're gone?"
Tears streamed down Qin Ruoyao's face.
She hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day, her lips pale, her body on the verge of collapse. Her appearance was heart-wrenching.
"Qin Ruoyao must truly love Lin Xuan. What did he do to deserve such love from her?"
"If I had a wife who loved me like that and was so beautiful, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams."
Many journalists and media personnel were present, snapping photos and recording videos of Qin Ruoyao, while they commented: "Perhaps Lin Xuan is the only one who died without anyone feeling sorry for him."
"Who would feel sorry for him? A good-for-nothing freeloader!"
Lin Xuan watched all this, his eyes filled with hatred.
This hypocritical bitch!
Still putting on this act!
"Hahaha."
Lin Xuan laughed mockingly: "I was so stupid, played like a fool by a woman!"
"My life was a joke!"
As the true heir of the Lin Family, he was pushed out of the family by a foster child, leaving him with no standing at all!
The woman he had always loved and pursued had always been using him!
The person who cared about him was pushed away by his own hands!
He was filled with hatred, truly filled with hatred.
But he was dead, and he couldn't take revenge.
At this moment, online, there was a wave of celebration.
"It's good that Lin Xuan is dead. Good riddance! This is what they call karma!"
"Sisters, let's celebrate tonight. Congratulations to Yao Yao for escaping from hell!"
"Congratulations to Yao Yao for escaping from hell!!!"
Qin Ruoyao was in the entertainment industry, hailed as the national goddess. Everyone believed that Lin Xuan was unworthy of her!
Lin Xuan was dead.
Her fans, passersby, and the entire internet were celebrating!
Qin Ruoyao stayed by the riverbank for a whole day, eventually unable to hold on and fainted.
The search team had been searching for a day and a half without finding anything and finally gave up.
Lin Xuan's soul returned to the Lin Family.
Just as his sister, Lin Qingyan, was browsing Weibo, she exclaimed in surprise: "Dad, Mom, Lin Xuan jumped into the river and committed suicide!"
Jiang Shuqin was stunned: "How could someone as thick-skinned as him commit suicide? This must be fake news."
"It's all over Weibo. Many police and firefighters have been to the riverbank. Everyone is congratulating Qin Ruoyao for escaping from hell!"
Jiang Shuqin snorted coldly: "If he wants to commit suicide, it's not like we forced him. What does it have to do with us? Today is Li Er's birthday. Let's celebrate joyfully and not mention him."
Lin Chang also said: "Right, let's celebrate Li Er's birthday. Let's drink! Don't think about other things."
The Lin Family gathered around the dining table, joyous and lively, filled with laughter.
Lin Xuan's heart turned completely cold.
These were his biological parents, his biological sister. Seeing the news of his death, they could remain so indifferent.
Lin Xuan's soul returned to the river.
Watching the sunrise and sunset, the evening glow fading.
Lin Xuan's heart was filled with lifelessness.
His closest family ignored him, viewing him as a disgrace and a burden. His beloved wife had always been using him, treating him like a dog.
Only Su Hua cared about him the most, but this person who cared for him the most had been pushed away by him.
"Su Hua, you must hate me, right?" Lin Xuan's voice was hoarse.
How could she not hate him after the way he treated her?
She had offered him her true heart, and he had crushed it. Even now, he could still remember the pain and despair on Su Hua's face during his wedding ceremony.
The sun completely set, and the surroundings grew dim.
Lin Xuan's soul drifted aimlessly over the river.
Suddenly, countless flashlights appeared, shining towards the riverbank.
Lin Xuan was stunned.
A group of people wearing diving suits approached, led by a woman in black. She was stunningly beautiful, with an imposing and noble aura, yet also exuded a sense of vulnerability.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
